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[fateality]

So, as it turns out, you probably really, really shouldn't be lookin' for our local angry dead elf guy.

Not that I was lookin', but he's out there and not doin' too great.

Anyway. Point is, if you need a drink, I'm feelin' generous enough to buy. Swing by, if you're feelin' it.



Oh yeah, Pete. Got your horse. Come get it, whenever.

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[scarredhorns]

[She would, but--]

You don't have to trouble yourself T.F.-san. I feel like I've caused enough trouble already... I wouldn't want to trouble you as well.

[fateality]

Nah. It's just swingin' by and saying hello. Maybe bringin' somethin' nice.

But no pressure. Just sounds like you have a lot goin' on.

[scarredhorns]

If it really wouldn't be a bother, then I wouldn't mind some company.

[It may be audio, but one could hear the smile in her voice.]

I'm in my room at the saloon, so just knock on the door and I'll answer. My room is...

[Letting him know where exactly it was.]

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[fateality]

[Usually, he wouldn't have to request where a person is, but without his magic... well, he's a bit out of sorts.]

I'll see you in a few minutes. I'm not far.

[And true to his word, he reaches her room, giving a knock.]

[scarredhorns]

[When Nyuu had felt comfortable enough to take off her hat in his presence the last time they spoke, she had two horns, but when she answers the door there's no hat this time, leaving her damaged horn in plain sight. From what can be seen beneath the long sleeves of her blouse, there are bandages wrapped around most of the skin. Despite the small cuts on her face, she still manages a cheerful smile, though she looks less energetic than usual.]

Thank you for coming to visit me, T.F.-san. Please, come in and have a seat.

[She steps aside to allow him room. There was a teapot resting on the table.]

Would you like some tea?

[She'd been drinking it in hopes that the natural herbs would help take the edge off some of the aches she still felt down to her bones.]

[fateality]

[There's a pause when he looks her over. There is something distinctly familiar about her injuries, he wonders to ask about Koltira -- but she wouldn't know. She said she didn't remember, and it could have been anything that happened.

But he gets the feeling he knows the cause. Still, why wouldn't Nyuu know or remember? Her blackouts do seem frequent. It's a lot of questions he doesn't know how to answer.

Still, he smiles at her, easygoing, as if there isn't a worry in the world.]

Tea would be great, bright eyes.

Brought us a deck of cards. Figured we could play a bit, keep you busy.

[scarredhorns]

[The moment of silence is to be expected; no one would think that a young lady such as herself could manage to get herself scuffed up in such a way, but she did, and she didn't have any explanation for it. By the time Saitama found her, the attacker was long gone, but Nyuu was sure that Lucy was involved somehow; the time lost to her always seemed to correlate with Lucy taking control.

But likewise, Nyuu keeps up her sunny disposition since she truly was happy to have a visitor. There's a giggle from the nick name as she gently shuts the door.]

Well then, let's play.

[She takes her own seat at the small table after she's poured the tea for her guest.]

[fateality]

All right, sounds good.

[He pulls up a chair before having a seat, giving the cards a little theatric shuffle.]

What games do you know?

[scarredhorns]

The ones I'm most familiar with are Gin Rummy, Crazy Eights, Old Maid, and [small chuckle] Blackjack, though my friends and I never made bets with real money.

[Since most of it went towards groceries, toiletries, etc.]

[fateality]

Let's go with Blackjack. We can make bets with somethin' not so heavy, if you want.

[scarredhorns]

I'd be okay with that, though I don't know what to bet with. I only had the clothes on my back when I arrived in Oska.

[fateality]

Doesn't have to be material things. Can be things like favors, or tellin' me a secret or a fact -- like your favorite candy or something.

[scarredhorns]

Alright. Just don't ask me anything that's too embarrassing, please.